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Yang Ming put that painting in one of his favorite storybooks.

It's not that he is narcissistic and thinks that he paints well.It was because of the sentence written by Liang Baiyu.

The blessing is not important, what is important is the name in the words.

Not "brother", but "Yang Ming".

Although it was written with a pen, not from the mouth, but he can entertain himself, as if Liang Baiyu called his name.

The first time is of great significance and must be commemorated.

Yang Ming secretly found Zhao Wenxiao, he was so courageous that he didn't even wear an anti-bite collar.

Zhao Wenxiao came back from the clinic, carrying the blood tonic that he bought for Liang Baiyu. He felt the sweet pheromone, and his face turned livid: "Are you crazy?"

Yang Ming made three big bowls of herbal medicine at home before he came here, and now the board that suppresses his instinct is still starting to loosen. He is killing a thousand enemies and hurting himself a thousand.

"This is the feeling, your desire is quite strong." Yang Ming approached Zhao Wenxiao step by step. His reaction became wet, "Do you really want to smell my glands, then stick your dog teeth in and inject your pheromones?"

Omega's words have pictures, which are extremely stimulating.

Zhao Wenxiao took a few steps back, the heels of his leather shoes pressed against the concrete wall, and his back muscles stretched out under his suit.

In this small space, two streams of pheromones, one astringent and the other sweet, quickly intertwined.

Yang Ming's legs were a little soft, and he tried his best not to show it: "When you meet someone with a high degree of compatibility, you will change from a human to an animal that only knows how to mate."

Zhao Wenxiao pushed away the Omega that was about to stick into his arms, the tentacles were soft and hot, and he wiped his hands on the wall: "My compatibility with you is at least 80.00%, and I didn't do anything to you when you were in heat. permanently marked."

Yang Ming bit the tip of his tongue hard, his blurred eyes became a little clearer: "What about 100%? Can you guarantee it?"

"The so-called 100% does not exist, besides, man will conquer the sky." Zhao Wenxiao's breath became heavy at an uncontrollable speed, and there was a hint of hostility between the handsome eyebrows, which was quickly suppressed by him, and he swallowed the secretion in his mouth , put on a rational warning posture, "The matter between me and you, Bai Yuge, is not up to you, a brat, to play tricks. If you have the time, why not learn more from your sister? An unmarked Omega dares to be so domineering. ..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Omega unexpectedly turned around, lowered his head, and pointed the glands at the back of his neck to him.

Like a provocation—come on, bite me, bitch.

Yang Ming's eyes were blurred, sweat dripped from his eyes, his body became weaker and weaker, and the disgusting Bara's moan had reached his lips. The moment he retreated and wanted to run, there were hurried and messy footsteps behind him.

It wasn't him who folded and withdrew first.

Yang Ming said to himself with a trembling voice: "...wow, I'm so emotional."

Is this the rhythm of forcing him to recognize his sister-in-law? ? ?

The next moment he shook his head like a rattle, still unbelievable.

Leaving aside Bai Yuge's thoughts, Alpha's nature and instinct are to fight, snatch, win, be aggressive, and possessive, all of which are beyond the reach of an ordinary Beta.

In layman's terms, the key does not match the lockhole.

A relationship without the bond of pheromone is a soap bubble, which will burst if you don't poke it, sooner or later.

Zhao Wenxiao ran all the way back, he threw the bag in his hand on the table, and all the medicines in the box fell out, and he grabbed the collar of the shirt in his suit and strode upstairs.

Liang Baiyu happened to go downstairs when the two bumped into each other, one with pheromone surges and the other lazy and sleepy.

Everyone can see Zhao Wenxiao's situation.

Even if he couldn't smell his pheromone, he could tell from his swollen veins and red eyes that he was on the verge of losing control.

"Come back with the inhibitor?" Liang Baiyu stood on the upper steps, looking down at the tall and dangerous Alpha.

Zhao Wenxiao stepped on it, and stood on the same floor as Liang Baiyu, trapping him between his arms and the white plastered wall, his hot breath spraying on his lips, his handsome face turned sideways, farther away from him. Jin: "Bai Yu, I..."

Leaning against the wall, Liang Baiyu raised his eyes unhurriedly, his tone worried and nervous: "You want me to give you an injection?"

"No need." Zhao Wenxiao slowly backed away from staring at his eyes, stroking his long hair with his hand, "I can do it myself."

Zhao Wenxiao took an inhibitor, and went to Liang Baiyu after he calmed down.

"Does it feel better?" Liang Baiyu looked at his two chickens in the yard, tilted his head and glanced at him.

"Hmm." Zhao Wenxiao stood beside the young man and waited for a long time without a single question from him. He felt relieved when he thought that he had such a temperament.

"Bai Yu, come with me to the county seat." Zhao Wenxiao said.

Liang Baiyu grabbed the rice and sprinkled it on the ground: "Aren't you going back to the village to do something?"

Zhao Wenxiao shook his head: "No."

"Then why are you back?" Liang Baiyu looked puzzled.

"Only the marriage with the Yang family." Zhao Wenxiao explained in a shy manner, and then said eagerly, "I will make it clear to my family, and I won't let a matchmaker go to the Yang family to make a marriage proposal for me."

Liang Baiyu said "Oh", he squatted down and watched the chicken eat the rice.

Thanks to the "blessing" of Omega, Zhao Wenxiao has experienced the ups and downs of the tide in a short period of time, and he is a little tired physically, but psychologically, he has a desire to settle down.He pulled up his trousers and squatted beside the young man, and said in a gentle voice: "The medical level here is very poor, and it is not good for your illness. I will take you to the city for treatment. If you don't want to be treated, then I can accompany you around. Let's go, aren't you from Xicheng, let's go there..."

Liang Baiyu interrupted: "I want to celebrate the New Year here."

Zhao Wenxiao was rejected on the spot, and his complexion was a bit grim. He adjusted the gold watch strap on his wrist: "Leave after the Chinese New Year?"

Liang Baiyu didn't speak this time.

When Zhao Wenxiao thought he was willing, his mood immediately improved, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, giving people the illusion of a stunned young man falling into first love: "Then leave after the new year. I have a few houses in the county. I’ll take you to the county seat later to have a look.”

"Mr. Zhao, how many houses do you still have in the county?" Liang Baiyu blinked in shock, "So rich."

Zhao Wenxiao coughed: "Business is going well."

"So humble." Liang Baiyu hugged a chicken, forcibly stroked its tail, and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

Liang Baiyu devoted himself to teasing the chicken, and not long after, a strand of hair on his head was pulled.

Zhao Wenxiao took a horn comb and smoothed the ends of his hair.

"23 I want to go back to my home in the county." Zhao Wenxiao combed Liang Baiyu's hair, his movements were stiff but gentle, "I will definitely come back before [-] to spend the New Year with you."

Liang Baiyu had a disappointed expression: "Then I'm the only one left."

This is very ambiguous.

Every word is wrapped in a strong sense of dependence.

"I'll be back soon, twenty-five at the latest." Zhao Wenxiao held his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Don't you like that kid Cai Xiaojing? Have a meal."

Liang Baiyu pushed a strand of hair away from Zhao Wenxiao's fingers: "It hurts, take it easy."

"Okay, okay, I'll be gentle." Zhao Wenxiao hastily coaxed.

23 That morning, Zhao Wenxiao set off for the county seat. In the morning, Yang Ming came to look for Liang Baiyu with two bags of lychees, and he was going out too.

"My mother told me to go to my second uncle's house to get bacon." Yang Ming bit open the rough lychee shell with his teeth, peeled it in half, took away the plump dried meat in his mouth, rolled his tongue and spit out the small pieces nuclear.

Liang Baiyu saw that Yang Ming's food was so delicious, so he also ordered one from him, tasted it, and his eyes revealed the freshness and surprise that he had never tasted before: "It's so sweet."

Yang Ming took out all the lychees in his pocket and stuffed them into his arms: "Okay, you can eat by yourself. When I come back from my second uncle's house, I will bring you two bags."

"Brother, wait for me." Liang Baiyu bit the lychee meat, got up slowly, "I'll see you off."

Yang Ming saw that he was walking like an old man, as if he could hear the sound of bones, so he refused to let him see him off.

"It's okay." Liang Baiyu stretched out his hand to the young man, "Just hold me."

Yang Ming: "..."

The ground was frozen and slippery all the way.

Yang Ming carefully led Liang Baiyu out of the yard. After walking for a short distance, he was going to die. With a fragile object by his side, he didn't dare to breathe heavily, and he couldn't even walk.

"Just send it here. Go back, sir." Yang Ming kept waving his hands. He was wearing an old padded jacket and trousers, and his father's rubber boots on his feet, which were a little too big. This suit was very simple and fit him well. environment of the village.

"By the way, you haven't lost the knife I gave you, have you? I sharpened the knife, it's very sharp, it's for self-defense! Self-defense!" Yang Ming put his hand to his mouth and shouted loudly.

The young man with the low door is thin and white. He is peeling lychees, and the style in his bones is very attractive.

Yang Ming turned his head three times a step.

He didn't listen to the swear words in his heart until he heard the phrase "Go early and come back early", wrinkled his nose, hummed and ran away, the mud and snow under his feet slapped.

The back is green, warm, and full of vitality.

Zhao Wenxiao said he would come back at 25, but he was almost two days late, with injuries on his body, and he didn't do much to deal with it, and his coat was stained with blood.

When Dr. Huang changed Zhao Wenxiao's medicine and left, he took a look at the person nestled in the rocking chair in the corridor, humming Peking Opera softly.

The book says "beauty is like jade, amazing time" is true.

No wonder it was able to break up the peace in the village.

The Beijing opera sound stopped, and then a laughing voice sounded, "Doctor Huang, you have to go."

Dr. Huang came back to his senses: "His injury was pulled out with a stick, and it was all over his back. I asked him, and he said that he had made it clear to his family that he was determined to be with a Beta. During the Chinese New Year, the family quarreled. so."

Liang Baiyu brushed her hair that was pressed behind her back.

"Generally, people will marry Beta unless their child has intellectual problems or other defects." Dr. Huang was wearing a gray gown with cotton, like an old teacher in the Republic of China. There are too many choices, if you don't really use your affection..."

After a pause, Dr. Huang pushed the round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I have a little friendship with his family. He suffered a lot this time, and he wants to take you home after a year. This is putting you in his future." gone."

Liang Baiyu looked at Dr. Omega, the living Buddha in the village: "The blood-enriching medicine is very effective. I feel much better after taking it."

Dr. Huang was used to being respected, but now that his topic was not picked up, he was full of displeasure.

"Doctor, it's snowing outside, be careful on the road." Liang Baiyu curled his pale lips.

Dr. Huang walked towards the stairs carrying the medicine box, and said without looking back, "You are quite capable, and your methods are also powerful."

The rocking chair creaked.

A gust of cold wind blew up from the stairs, accompanied by a sentence, "You can do it yourself."

Near thirty, another incident happened in the village.

Aunt Zhou is dying.

The cause of the incident was that she didn't know what kind of madness she had, and even chopped Yang Dayong with a kitchen knife.

When Yang Dayong came back from his mother-in-law's house, he drank alcohol and walked alone on the ridge of the big pond. He was completely unprepared and was cut in the stomach. It is said that his intestines came out.

Aunt Zhou was about to make a second cut. She fell ill suddenly and fell down.

The villagers who had watched the whole process did not dare to step forward, and when the two of them died, they shouted all over the village.

The big guys were extremely busy killing chickens and pigs, and there was still time to gossip and watch the excitement. They came out of Yang Dayong's house, and rushed to Zhou's small bungalow to whisper.

No one went in, and didn't want to be in bad luck.

When Liang Baiyu passed by, it caused a great commotion.He didn't care about those voices and sights, and entered Zhou's house by himself.

The husband died, the child was not born, and there was only one stupid widow left in this family. It was cold, and there were all kinds of smells floating in the air, including mold and garbage.

Widows like to pick up junk.

Especially things used by children, such as small shoes, sweaters, open crotch pants, etc., are all discarded by other people's homes.

The main room was full of rubbish and dust. Liang Baiyu stepped on a few dirty plastic bottles to walk in. He turned into a room with an open door, and he was greeted with a sour smell mixed with blood.

There was a puddle of bloody vomit in front of the bed. Aunt Zhou was lying beside the bed with disheveled hair. There was blood on her face and hands, which belonged to Yang Dayong.

"Auntie." Liang Baiyu brushed away the hair from her eyes, pinned the strands behind her ears, and looked at her ugly face without any disgust.

Aunt Zhou opened her eyes a little distractedly.

"It's me, Baiyu." Liang Baiyu bent down to get closer to let her see herself clearly, "I came to see you."

Aunt Zhou seemed to have recognized Liang Baiyu, she looked at him completely differently from before, her outer hand moved, and he held it without being too dirty.

"Ho... ho..." Aunt Zhou's mouth opened and closed, unable to make a sound, she was already speechless.

Liang Baiyu asked, "Are you literate?"

Aunt Zhou's chest rose and fell very weakly, and she couldn't give any other response.

Liang Baiyu's hand hurt in vain, and he looked down at Aunt Zhou who was holding him tightly. At this moment, a voice came from the door, "Baiyu."

It was Zhao Wenxiao who came looking for him.

Aunt Zhou scratched Liang Baiyu's hand even harder. It was the last breath of her life. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

Liang Baiyu put his other hand on hers and patted it lightly.

Aunt Zhou's mouth opened wide, and the hand holding Liang Baiyu dropped down, hitting the edge of the bed with a "slap".

Something fell from the sleeve of the fat and dirty cotton coat to the ground.

It's a sole with a little flower on it.

Small, worn by babies, with a layer of yellow, some years old, and the stitches are very dense.

On the evening of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the widow, who had been foolish for many years, passed away and walked away with her eyes wide open.

Liang Baiyu covered her eyes with his hands, and closed them gently.